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Garavalia said the firm of Gilbert, Huffman, Prosser, Hewson and Barke LTD in Carbondale represented the opposing slate in Franklin County court. He said the bill pertained to the Township election, during which two candidates slates were presented. While discussing Township claims, Supervisor David Garavalia said the board had received a bill amounting to $3,067 in attorney fees. In other matters, members voted unanimously to pay bills, with the exception of a $1,000 insurance deductible payment. The Benton Community Building located at 226 North Main Street is also available for get-togethers and meetings.

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Schafer suggested adding voter registration information to the Web site, and to inform the public that the Benton Neighborhood Program for the Elderly building located adjacent to the Township office could be rented. 'I ask organizations to contact our office manager Daina Schafer to make an appointment if you need something added to the calendar.'

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'I will add events to the calendar free of charge for anyone in Benton Township,' Rouse said. He said organizations would be welcomed to provide information to add to the calendar. Rouse said he would be working on the Web site design during the upcoming week adding one page would include a calendar of events. He sought suggestions and offered a sample of a Web site he wishes to adopt. She is gone forever.Benton Township trustee Richard 'Dick' Rouse presented ideas for a new Web site during Thursday night's regular meeting. I wish her back to life, crawling to her, shaking her, trying CPR. The wishing stone crushes her soul, forcing it from her body, sending it to hell. She is dying, blood pouring from her forehead where she hit the wall. вЂњSara? Lisa?вЂќ DadвЂ™s shout drowns out MomвЂ™s thin wail. The thump of our twin falls echoes through the house. Mom crumples to the floor, hitting her head against the wall. I throw myself to the floor, rolling on the carpet runner to smother the flames. Oh God! The wish for her death escapes the bowels of my unconscious mind before I can censor it. The stone whispers, telling me to beware my motherвЂ™s greedy soul. The stone burns against my skin, raising blisters. вЂњAre you threatening to kill me?вЂќ I scramble up from the floor, wishing her gone. I wish they would shut-up and the stone grows warm in my hand. My parentsвЂ™ screeching makes the house shudder.

The stone is purple, like a chunk of raw amethyst or kunzite.

The chain is long, fashioned from hundreds of tiny, irregular links. Three wishes for life? Three wishes without paying a price? I let the necklace dangle from my palm. I sit on the unmade bed, wrap myself in a blanket, and unclasp the chain to examine the stone. The room is cold, chilled by the wind that whips around the corner and seeps through a north-facing window. I head upstairs to my bedroom at the back of the house. IвЂ™m used to their failure to celebrate important events in my life. But their fight has reached that critical point-of-no-return. вЂњWhatвЂ™s going on?вЂќ I ask, hoping theyвЂ™ll remember itвЂ™s my birthday. My parentsвЂ™ voices grow louder, more strident. Remember.вЂќ Noni retreats to her blanket-draped rocking chair in the corner, sits down, and closes her eyes. I look at Mom, still trying to make her point with Dad. A moment later, her fingers close the clasp. The gold feels cool where it touches my neck. She gestures with her free hand, telling me to turn around, the long chain dangling between her fingers. My Noni gave me this when I turned sixteen, and I wore it always, until today.

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They are screaming at each other, arguing about a TV show or maybe what color to paint the kitchen. My grandmother Noni hands me the stone on its chain, her palm pressed against mine, hiding the stone from view.

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